Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Comoros and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Chocolate Watch Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fuzztones,
Ice-T,
Todd Terry,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q65,
The Stooges,
Buzzcocks,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
Q and Not U,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
Lou Christie,
Monolake,
Ralphi Rosario,
Second Layer,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Intrusion,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lower 48,
Liliput,
Pole,
Bobby Womack,
The Offenders,
Davy DMX,
Erykah Badu,
Fad Gadget,
Reuben Wilson,
Warren Ellis,
Jeff Lynne,
Model 500,
Sparks,
Cal Tjader,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Audionom,
Metal Thangz,
Sällskapet,
Cecil Taylor,
Pere Ubu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Wyatt,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rotary Connection,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.